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A VELENO Romance Elettra Fiorenza Valleri didn’t spend $9.4 billion building the most unhinged luxury yacht club in the Mediterranean just to behave herself. VELENO is her fucking kingdom—superyachts, international DJs, sunrise raves, packed beaches, helicopters, lasers and seven obscenely wealthy best friends sharing approximately one functioning brain cell. Elettra is the tattooed, heavily accented Italian menace at the center of it all, beloved by nearly everyone except one spectacularly two-faced heiress determined to turn everything into a competition Elettra doesn’t even realize she’s participating in. Then five enormous, tattooed Russian and Italian doctors move into VELENO’s supposedly quiet residential marina and discover their new neighbors have a very different definition of peaceful. Within weeks, they’re being dragged into yacht parties, sunrise sets and increasingly questionable decisions—and terrifying cardiothoracic surgeon Aleksei Velikov has the biggest problem of all. Her name is Elettra. She calls him Leshka, steals his clothes, climbs into his lap, appears on his yacht at three in the morning and treats the intimidating six-foot-five Russian like the world’s largest puppy. Aleksei came to VELENO expecting quiet luxury. Instead, he’s falling catastrophically hard for the one woman nobody has ever managed to slow down. And maybe that’s exactly why she likes him. Because Elettra doesn’t need someone to tame her. She needs someone who hears the bass at two in the morning—and follows her toward it.